I honestly don't know what either of us were thinking. Why either of us are going along with this. There's no intimacy, no affection, no love, no consideration, no respect. I actively avoid him and take myself off to bed after dinner because there's just nothing to say. There's no laughter or friendship. I'm so fed up of this. I can't spend my entire life like this. I'm so embarrassed to leave. We got pregnant early in the relationship, if I didn't have a kid I would of left years ago. I don't know why we got married like it would help. I don't know why we had another kid. It's soul destroying. There's so much we just don't say. Our child was being very, very difficult this morning and rather than dealing with that with me he made it into a problem between me and him. Flood gates well and truly opened. The nastiness came out. It just sits under the surface until it erupts. I've told him I don't love him, I don't even like him, I don't like being around him, that I can't live like this, that it's all a sham, that I can't spend the rest of my life waking up everyday and continuing to choose a relationship that gives me absolutely nothing but a roof over my head. I'm fucking 27. This shouldn't be my life.